Global Gods: Digital God

Wang Hu looked at Yang Jin in front of him with uncertainty and said faintly: "I didn't expect that there would be a true god like you in the camp of True God Ma. It really gave Wang a lot of experience."

Originally, he thought that there was only one True God of Horse in the Northern Alliance, enough to make him need to be vigilant. Where did this young True God come from?

But Yang Jin's appearance is also good news for him.

At the master level, they already have an extra horse god, which means that the balance of the battlefield has been broken, and victory is already tilted in their favor.

"I come from Shiwanda Mountain."

Yang Jin glanced at Wang Hu next to him with a calm expression, and briefly explained his origins.

A hundred thousand mountains?

Wang Hu showed some thoughts on his face and looked at Yang Jin in front of him with twinkling eyes.

There have long been rumors that the reason why God Ma Zhen wanted to move his kingdom to the vicinity of Shiwanda Mountain was to protect a treasure.

Looking at it now, I'm afraid it's not a treasure, but a god!

The relationship between the two is absolutely profound.

"Do it!"

Wei Feng made eye contact with the indifferent young man beside him for a moment, and then he attacked Yang Jin and Wang Hu in unison.

The moment they took action, Yang Jin and Wang Hu also immediately attacked separately. Yang Jin faced Zuo Wenke, the indifferent young man next to Wei Feng.

Hot super flames burned blazingly from Yang Jin's body, and his hands were bent like claws.

Orc Garurumon's special move: Caesar's Sharp Claw, activated instantly.

Wow!

The sharp claws emitted a cold metallic light, and they swept down brutally at Zuo Wenke, who had already bullied him.

Click.

The attack fell, and Zuo Wenke's body was torn into pieces and became an afterimage!

"Is this all you have?"

A frivolous and provocative voice sounded from behind Yang Jin. A trembling black and purple spear was held in Zuo Wenke's hand, and an extremely powerful aura burst out from his body.

"interesting."

Yang Jin was not in a hurry to take action again, and calmly looked at Zuo Wenke's position.

Wang Hu and Wei Feng on the other side were fighting fiercely together, and the momentum they created was much greater than the noise they made.

"Are you just going to play with this useless flame?"

Zuo Wenke glanced at the battlefield between Wang Hu and Wei Feng, then raised his eyebrows and said to Yang Jin provocatively.

This kind of flame does not pose any threat to true gods like them. It has no use at all except being a little fancy.

"you guess!"

Yang Jin responded with a smile, but his eyes were attracted by the black and purple spear in Zuo Wenke's hand.

This is an artifact.

It seems that these true gods in the main world are still very powerful.

"I'll send you on your way right now."

Zuo Wenke's face darkened, and he pointed his spear at Yang Jin. With a loud shout, his whole body pierced towards Yang Jin's position like a meteor.

"Giga Destruction Cannon."

boom!

The skill from the Mechanical Greymon was released by Yang Jin and blasted towards the oncoming Zuo Wenke.

Rumble…

After a brief silence, the two also broke out into a fierce battle.

…………

"There's a sneak attack!"

"Kill!"

The indigenous true gods who were watching the battle on the ground were attacked by the gods of the main world, and several indigenous true gods fell in an instant.

However, they quickly came to their senses and began to join the battle.

The powerful aura exuded by the indigenous true gods and the racial legions made this area very chaotic. The gods of the main world also led their own faith races to join the battle.

A large number of racial corpses fell into the river like raindrops. In an instant, the Yangtze River was stained with blood red, and the dense smell of blood made people sick when they smelled it.

"Ma Zhenshen, are we going to provide support?"

Many gods in the Northern Alliance looked at the mysterious God Ma Zhen in front of them with twinkling eyes.

From the bottom of their hearts, they don't want to support, and they even wish to kill more gods, so that they can gain greater benefits later.

At this moment, they very much hope that God Ma Zhen will stop talking about martial ethics. Talking about martial ethics at this time is really an act of stupidity.

Ma Zhenshen glanced at the real gods around him, and his mind was like a mirror as to what these gods were thinking.

"Hold on."

Light words came from his mouth.

Personally, he naturally hopes that both sides will suffer losses.

"yes."

When these true gods heard what Ma True God said, they breathed a sigh of relief and started watching the show with peace of mind.

In their hearts, they looked forward to their next huge harvest.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The gods of the main world are all in a state of madness. They command their own religious races and the indigenous gods' religious races to fight in close combat. Deaths in battle occur all the time.

"As expected, the gods over there didn't come to support us. We all worked together to destroy these indigenous gods!"

"good."

The Northern Alliance who saw God Ma Zhen chose to watch the show as expected. The gods in the main world were all shocked, and their offensive became a little more fierce.

"Senior Ma, we are all gods in the same world. Are you so cruel and choose not to save me?"

"Together, we can easily annihilate these foreign gods!"

The sound echoed in the heaven and earth, and Ma Zhenshen and his Northern Alliance naturally heard it clearly, but they had no intention of supporting him.

"Bah, you gods who follow Wang Hu and work for the tiger want our God Ma Zhen to save you today. That's just wishful thinking."

"That's right, although we are all true gods of the same world, you have bullied us in the past. You deserve to end up like this."

The gods of the Northern Alliance looked at the bloody battlefield in the distance with gloating eyes. They wished that all the gods from the Wanghu camp would die.

In this case, what awaits them will be a vast and ownerless northern Pingchuan, not to mention the hard-won divinity they can obtain from these fallen kingdoms.

"Rumble..."

The battle continued, and the battle between Yang Jin and Zuo Wenke in the sky became more and more intense. Although the opponent had an offensive artifact in his hand, he could not do anything to Yang Jin.

Sonorous!

A metallic roar sounded from Yang Jin's semi-metallic hands, and the Caesar claws from the orc Garurumon pushed the spear away.

Immediately afterwards, another cannonball was spit out from his mouth, and Zuo Wenke, who was very close at hand, was forced to retreat.

"Lao Zuo, can you do it?"

Wei Feng's slightly weakened voice sounded from behind Zuo Wenke. On his chest, there was a sharp claw scar that penetrated into the bone marrow, and his handsome face was filled with paleness.

"You should still care about yourself."

Zuo Wenke glanced at Wei Feng beside him, then looked in the direction of Yang Jin again, and said lightly.

"Wang Hu has the blood of the Dark Evil God Tiger of the ancient tiger clan. The power of his blood has inspired him to be particularly difficult to deal with. It will be difficult for me to take him down in a short time."

Wei Feng coughed lightly and looked at the powerful Wang Hu in the distance with lingering fear.

If this allowed him to advance to the second level True God and the ancient bloodline in his body be purified again, his future would be limitless.

"We just have to hold them back. These indigenous gods can't unite at all. As long as this continues, it will be us who win in the end."

When he said this, a smile appeared on Wei Feng's face.

really,

Just as he had speculated before, as long as one party takes the lead in attacking, there is a high probability that the other party will choose to die without saving anything and want to be a fisherman who makes a profit.

"What do you mean?!"

Wang Hu looked at Yang Jin in front of him angrily, with a pair of tiger eyes full of murderous intent. He really never expected that God Ma Zhen would choose to remain indifferent to the attacks of these alien gods.

"Tiger King, please be patient. The more gods you die, the more benefits you will get, right? So, this is a good thing for you!"

Yang Jin didn't care about Wang Hu's murderous eyes, and looked at Wang Hu in front of him pointedly and said.

Wang Hu glanced below. In the camp at this moment, those alien gods had already gained the upper hand. I was afraid that it would not be long before members of his alliance could no longer hold on and chose to escape.

But if you say it is a good thing, it is indeed justified.

After all, these gods have fallen, and the divinity in the Kingdom of God is quite tempting. If he can get it, the possibility of being promoted to the second-level true god will be much higher.

There's just one little problem.

That is, the person in front of him plus Ma Zhenshen is very likely to eat all the rewards. Then he will draw water from the bamboo basket, and everything will be in vain.

"How can you guarantee that this is a good thing for me?"

Although Wang Hu is tall and thick, he doesn't look like a calculating person, but in fact his palace is bigger than Kang Suqin.

Now he simply sells the gods who have taken refuge in him.

"For gods like us, isn't a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold? Once all these foreign gods are dealt with, the resources left here will be enough for us to advance to the second level of true gods."

Yang Jin's bewitching tone made Wang Hu feel heartbroken.

If that's the case, then it's not impossible for him to accept it.

Moreover, Yang Jin's words made him understand that the relationship between this person and Ma Zhenshen was not necessarily that good.

"You were the one who made the noise that night, right?"

Wang Hu narrowed his eyes and asked suddenly.

He felt that he seemed to be afraid of the wrong opponent. Ma Zhenshen was simply a puppet.

The man in front of him is the real ruler of the Northern Alliance.

"you guess!"

Yang Jin neither admitted nor denied. After saying a word, he rushed forward and launched an attack on the area where Zuo Wenke was.

At the same time, Zuo Wenke also waved his spear forward, his black hair flying, setting off his heroic appearance.

"Atomic explosion."

A flame ten thousand times more ferocious than the super flame bloomed from Yang Jin's chest, forming a blooming red lotus.

This is a special move from the Great Gula Beast. In Yang Jin's hands, the damage is multiplied ten times. This blow is enough to kill ordinary third-level gods.

"Big Dark Demonic Spear!"

Zuo Wenke activated the divine power in his hands, and the spear came out, constantly stirring the energy around him, and finally turned into a thousand-meter-long magic spear.

kill!

Yang Jin moved his finger forward, and the fiery red lotus flower formed by the atomic explosion slowly advanced forward.

In the end, the two attacks didn't really collide.

The black-purple spear suddenly turned around and pointed directly at Wei Feng on the other side.

In Wei Feng's stunned eyes, the spear tip pierced the Tianling Cap on his forehead.

The fire lotus released by Yang Jin on the other side did not really fly forward, but appeared in front of Wang Hu in an instant, and then exploded.

The hot flame storm tightly wrapped the area where Wang Hu was.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Shrill screams continued to come from the flame area, and the true gods who were fighting all looked at the battlefield in unison.

"This...this...what's going on?"

"I'm not dazzled, right?"

The eyes of the gods in the main world all fell on Wei Feng, who was immobilized by the spear. Didn't this spear belong to Zuo Wenke and Zuo Zhenshen?

Why did the spear pierce into Brother Feng's body in the end?

The indigenous true gods also looked at the area covered by the flames with some confusion. Is this assistant of the true god Ma not very well-informed?

"Ma, God Ma, what's going on?!"

The gods of the Northern Alliance, who had been watching the show, clearly saw the electric scene that had just happened.

Whether it was the alien god or the one on their side, the attacks originally directed at the opponent ended up falling on their own personnel.

If a god made a wrong attack, they could temporarily believe it, but these two made mistakes invariably, and they were in perfect agreement.

Then this is not a mistake at all, but intentional.

"Let's just watch."

Ma Zhenshen showed an inscrutable expression and glanced at the Talking God very calmly.

As if to say, these are small scenes.

But in fact, countless question marks have emerged in his heart.

He had expected that Yang Zhenshen would take action against Wang Hu, but he did not expect that there would also be gods from the foreign land who would turn against him.

Could it be that their gods are lurking among these foreign gods?

Isn't this too dramatic?

"What a coincidence."

Yang Jin held Wang Hu, who was seriously injured and comatose by the atomic explosion, in his hands, and looked at the cold-faced young man opposite him with some astonishment.

He really didn't expect that this person would actually attack his companions.

No.

Maybe he and Wei Feng were not companions, but Wang Hu in his hand.

"It's quite a coincidence."

Zuo Wenke held the handle of the gun and said something neutral.

Originally he thought that the other person was the same type of person as himself, but now it seems that he was overthinking it.

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